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Oct 2014
I spend my life,
A night at a time.
I hide myself away.
At night, and afraid.
Of myself I think.
Or my future.
I spend my life,
My life in the moonlight,
Admiring the night.
Her cars and her stars,
Her drunks stumbling out of bars.
I spend my life in the moonlight.
Because the moon stays in my thoughts,
My dreams,
The moonlight is my muse.
She inspires me to dream.
Because I'm losing hope.
HippieHandwriting
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